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On the 25th August 1940, while a dawn raid was taking place, my mother Ada Dipple went into labour. My father, Frank William Dipple, brought back the plump mid-wife on the cross-bar of his bicycle, dodging the bomb blasts. I was born on a camp bed in the air-raid shelter just as the siren sounded the 'All Clear'. My mother called me Joyce Dawn because she said I was the joy she felt after the dawn raid.

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